Marvel's Ten Thousand Worlds Recycling System

An Anxin looked at Bullseye charging towards him, stood firmly on the spot, and looked at Bullseye's attack route. He tilted his head to avoid Bullseye's first attack, and at the same time, Anxin slashed Bullseye's neck with a hand knife. passed.

"Bang." With a sound, Anxin felt that he must have hit a rock. Bullseye's neck was burned red by the flames, but Bullseye didn't react at all. Anxin was hit by his straight punch. I'm a little confused, what's wrong with this plot? Isn't it supposed to be a killing spree after the equipment is updated?

"An Jing, why is this Phoenix Holy Clothes so weak?" An An took a few steps back and stabilized his figure, but he was still in the mood to chat with An Jing.

"You are too weak. What does it have to do with the Holy Cloth? Do you know what the setting of the Saint is? It relies on unyielding will. The Holy Clothes and other things are still secondary. Only a strong will can be the greatest. You haven't been able to bring out the power of the Holy Cloth, but half of the power of the Phoenix Holy Cloth has not been used by you." Jing Jing said with disdain. After having the Holy Cloth, An An's combat effectiveness was still weak, which was beyond An Jing's imagination.

"Psychic shock." Since physical attacks can't beat you, An Xin decided to try another method.

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After Bullseye was shocked by An Xin's spirit, he took a step back, and some of his feet were unsteady.

An Xin stepped forward. Isn't this a good time to beat up the drowned dog? He pressed Bullseye under his body and punched Bullseye's face hard one after another.

"Ah." Bullseye yelled, and Anxin was knocked away by Bullseye. Then he was like a mad beast, attacking Anxin without any plan.

"Get out of the way." A man's voice suddenly came from behind. Hearing his words, An Xin subconsciously made a dodge movement and rolled to the side.

An arrow grazed An Xin's ear and hit Bullseye. At the same time, the arrow burst and formed a net, trapping Bullseye.

An Xin looked back and saw that he was dressed in black, an alloy long bow in his hand, and a pot of arrows on his back, all proving the identity of this man, Eagle Eye.

"Thank you." An Xin breathed heavily, holding on to his knees. The battle with Bullseye gave him a huge blow. Why couldn't he even hit Bullseye with the Phoenix Saint Cloth?

At this time, Natasha also caught up, and SHIELD had already taken down all the intruders.

"Well done, Clinton," Natasha said.

"Natasha, you can't let our newcomer face such a dangerous enemy alone. This is Bullseye. If the Bullseye is not blocked, he can rush directly into Tony's laboratory, and the consequences will be disastrous." Clinton did not With a lot of smiles, Clinton said seriously while looking at An An, who was covered in bruises.

"Well done, boy, you held off Bullseye. I'll report it." Clinton walked over and patted An An's shoulder, his eyes full of approval. Even though he didn't see An An's fighting process, he felt that this time The bruises are a symbol of meritorious service.

"Thank you, I'm always the one who gets beaten." An Xin smiled sheepishly. In fact, in this battle, he was basically beaten unilaterally. That is, the Phoenix Saint Cloth was strong enough to withstand beatings, so he could hold on for so long. .

"I'll leave the rest of the matter to you, Natasha, I'm leaving." After saying that, Hawkeye carried Bullseye like a piece of luggage and walked downstairs.

"Boy, starting from tomorrow, you have to go to my house for two hours of special training every day after get off work." Natasha glared at An Xin and walked downstairs. There was still a lot of mess waiting for her secretary to solve it, Tonys That bastard Tucker, such a big thing happened, it was like he died in the laboratory.

Until night, An Xin had not seen Tony Stark. God knows what he was doing in the laboratory.

After experiencing the battle this morning, An Xin felt that his back was sore. He now needed Silver's loving hug. Unfortunately, Silver was still on the way to Silkaria. He had just finished talking on the phone with Silver. Porridge's Anxin lay on the bed like a big character. After a long time, Anxin turned over, struggled to dig out the medicine on the bedside table that he had specially prepared at home to treat bruises, and gently rubbed the bruises. Rubbing the green area.

"An Anjing, besides drawing a lottery, is there any way to improve your strength?" An Anxin was a little frustrated in the battle with Bullseye, and he was beaten violently throughout the whole process.

"After being beaten a few more times, you will know how to beat others." Jing Jing rolled his eyes. He had no energy and still wanted to improve his strength. Jing Jing had to make An An, a lazy pig, urgent, otherwise he would be able to collect enough energy for upgrades.

"Come on, I'm not kidding, be quiet!" An An said angrily. He didn't want to be beaten again. He wanted to, he wanted to beat others!

"An Anjing, let me ask you a question. An Anjing suddenly became formal. Do you really want to be a superhero? Do you have the heart to become a superhero?"

An Xin fell into silence. He couldn't answer An Jing's question. Before time travel, he was just an ordinary person. Becoming a superhero is something that basically every Marvel fan has dreamed about, but if this thing actually happened to him, When I was wearing it, An Xin hesitated.

In fact, with the wisdom of a time traveler, An An can easily earn as much money as Tony Stark in New York. Countless games and movies are waiting for him to shoot and create. These are all green dollars. Waiting to earn by yourself, those things that you never dared to think about on earth will be easily obtained by you, including beautiful cars, beautiful women, etc., but once you become a superhero, you will have to suffer every day. Facing the threat of super villains, facing misunderstandings from the public, and sometimes even being hated by his own companions, is this really the life that An Xin wants?

"An Xin, the essence of the Holy Clothes is just to fuse the host's will with the Holy Clothes to enhance the host's abilities, rather than giving the host abilities. Do you understand what I mean, An Xin." Jing Jing saw An Xin falling into silence and explained, It's not that the Phoenix Saint Clothes is weak, but that An Xin's will is too depressed.

"I know, I will think about it carefully, Quiet, give me some time, I will give you an answer." Only now did An Xin realize the greatness of Tony Stark. He can willingly give up everything he has. He had a comfortable life and was willing to become Iron Man to protect New York. God knows how much struggle Tony Stark had to make before he announced to the public that I was Iron Man. He felt that maybe he should find an opportunity to find Tony Stark. Talk about what he was thinking at that time.